Katara broke down in laughter as her eyes finally gave way to a blink. It was one of those dismal, rainy, Ba-Sing-Se days where the only source of entertainment was a staring contest with the Avatar.
Aang erupted in laughter soon after his companion did.
"Victory!" he exclaimed, sending another ripple of laughter throughout Katara.
He set his face in his hands, looking at the Water Tribe girl with affection. Throughout the entire contest, he couldn't take his focus off her gem-like eyes, so full of laughter and love that it had made his face brake out in a wide smile.
"So, what else do you want to do?" Katara asked after recovering from her fit of laughter.
The Avatar's face broke out in his trademark grin once more as an idea stumbled into his head. He rose and grabbed Katara's hand, leading her to the second level of their ornate Upper Ring home. Katara laughed once more as Aang, using a gust of air, raised himself up near the ceiling and lifted a small door.
Drops of rain began to spill in from outside as Aang bowed with mock-politeness for Katara to go first. The girl lifted herself up and onto the roof, Aang close behind. Katara threw her companion a playful look as she pulled out her braid and let her silky brown hair fall across her shoulders.
Katara began to dance around, spinning in circles and making ungraceful pirouettes. Aang took her hand and began to spin with her, both laughing so hard they could barely breathe. He drew her even closer, sending a crimson color to Katara's cheeks.
She put her hand on Aang's bald head, temporarily wiping off the water from the rain. She suddenly backed away and used her bending skills to splash the Avatar's face. He, in turn, sent an even larger ball of water towards Katara, soaking her clothes and drenching her hair.
"That's funny," Aang remarked.
"What?" returned Katara.
"You still look beautiful, even when you're soaking wet."
Katara blushed at the compliment and moved closer towards the Avatar.
"How sweet," she whispered when there was less than three inches separating them.
Aang put a finger to Katara's necklace, tracing the delicate design engraved on it with his finger. Katara smiled and, in turn, began to trace the arrow on his head. Suddenly, she buried her head in his shoulder. The girl lifted her head up, tears streaking down her cheeks and mixing with the rainwater.
"I haven't felt that safe in a very long time."
"Good," replied the Avatar softly.
He laid a soft kiss on her cheek. She did the same and laid her head back down as the two continued to dance ever so lightly in the pouring Ba-Sing-Se rain.
Wow…isn't it funny how ideas just seem to hit you out of nowhere? Such was the happening with this one-shot. Now, let's go review! ; )
